"EVERY ARTIST DIPS HIS BRUSH IN HIS OWN SOUL, AND PAINTS HIS OWN NATURE INTO HIS PICTURES." -Henry Ward Beecher
Sunday, March 31, 2013
89
Saturday, March 30, 2013
88
Insecurities come and go with fleeting moments that possess my soul
Right now, this love is not my own
Oldie but goodie...well, not that old....
have you seen her
’cause I can’t seem to find her anywhere
I checked in the bed between the sheets last week and
again this morning but
I couldn’t find her
I checked in the shower on the toilet on top of my desk in the chair and in the backseat of the car
Still no sign
I checked on the floor on the table and on the kitchen counter
Still no sign
I checked in the hallway on the stairs and even in the doorway last night
Still no sign
I Tried to find her in the mess of stress that has been building in my head
Hoping that somewhere hiding in the clutter is the gutter that is my brain
So
I checked in my sleep
in my dreams
hoping that just the hint of his face would quench her thirst and bring her back to me but
Still no sign
I closed my eyes and listened for the stillness of his breath, summoned the depth of his touch as his words played in my imagination
I
Touched me as he
Fondling the heart of me in search of that sweet release but
Still no sign
Maybe it’s in the lost and found
Friday, March 29, 2013
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
85
Life is ever changing. Ever evolving. Time flies and the world keeps spinning.
Stand still or move with it.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
84
I am a 35 year old brat. I'll be the first to admit that. I want what I want when I want it. But the flipside to that is, I'm willing to do the work it takes to get what I want.
Monday, March 25, 2013
Sunday, March 24, 2013
carried birthed and mothered
your seed
I am not your lover
your friend
nor your confidant
we don't talk like girlfriends do
like homeboys do
like
bestfriends do
you don't laugh at my corny jokes or
smile at the crinkling of my eye
you don't get excited when I enter a room or
even look at me when I speak
comfort or console me when I hurt or
reassure me when I'm uncertain
I do for you but
you don't for me
I am merely the womb that carried birthed and
mothered your seed
and that's all I'll ever be
so why won't you let me go
82
Cold souls stay cold. Dark dank and bitter.
Don't be that person. Keep warm thoughts. Stay drinking the sunshine.
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Friday, March 22, 2013
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
The biggest obstacle we'll ever overcome is learning to be ourselves and not giving an inch of a fuck about what anyone else thinks.
People seldom believe me when I show them who I am. They have me pegged as this fragile soft spoken little thing who smiles and laughs a lot but rarely speaks her mind. Then get mad when they find out they're wrong.
I am a powerhouse. I am a woman. Passionate and fearless. Strong and tender. Compassionate and honest. Beautifully rambunctious with desires far beyond your small understanding.
I am not your preconceived notion. And I definitely don't fit inside your box.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Monday, March 18, 2013
Sunday, March 17, 2013
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Monday, March 11, 2013
Friday, March 8, 2013
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
65
All I was saying was give peace a chance, but no, you had to keep on going. Had to keep pushing the issue.
Over analyzing.